MrHickman, Ben Hickman?
- What? - Is this your address?
- Why do you wanna know? Who are you? - Parcel.
All right, mate.
This is Sidney Norris 20 seconds before the moment of impact.
A new witness only came forward yesterday.
Apparently their child had been filming people
on his mobile phone all through the journey.
Confirms the other statements.
Norris was angry.
Why? What made him swerve?
Karen Donnelly was the nearest vehicle,
but she was in a different lane and a good ten metres behind.
Have we got anything on Sidney's car?
Well, it wasn't mechanical failure.
Brake pads could have been newer,
a couple of the tyres a bit past their sell-by date,
but nothing illegal, nothing dangerous.
(Mike) What have we got that's new on him?
Sidney Morris changed his name to Norris, we don't know why.
He was a piano teacher, lived in Chelmsford.
We're trying to trace his next of kin and we've seized his computer.
Why? What are you hoping to find?
We don't know yet, but the main files are locked down with sophisticated software.
So whatever else is on there, he didn't want anyone else to find it.
We've recovered his computer contacts and I've asked Dl Tolin to try and trace
an address on his most frequent contact, Mr Edward Wilson.
What about the rest of it?
Daniel Rampton and his connection to people trafficking.
I've passed the file on to Specialist Crime Command.
They're tracking phone records.
And Brian Edwards and the mother-in-law?
Well, her injuries just don't match the damage to the car
or to the fact that we think she was wearing a seat belt.
Plus, there's the unusual bruising pattern on the back of her neck.
- (Mike) Sounds like one for ClD. - We're talking to them.
I think you've done very well on this, but we need to wrap it up.
Sidney Norris is the only loose end as far as we're concerned.
Family. Medical records.
Why did he get angry?
Then, let's move on.
- I think I've had enough of this. - Guy!
That poor sod, lying in a van, bleeding to death on my watch.
How could you have known?
Comes here hoping for a better life. We still don't even know his name.
They're publishing his photo. Someone will come forward.
No, we...
We do the measurements, we take statements, examine the cars.
We've still got no bloody idea
how a dozen complete strangers can smash into each other.
I'm spending my whole life trying to answer the unanswerable.
Can you please stop smiling? People will start to talk.
I can't help it. I had such a good time.
- With him? - Yes.
Well, I don't want to rain on your parade, but Dave was in yesterday.
Dave? Here? When?
- In the afternoon, looking for you. - What did you tell him?
I made up some rubbish about you doing something for the wedding.
You could have told me it was supposed to be my birthday!
Oh, shit, sorry.
Oh, that would explain last night, then.
He was in a dead odd mood, asking all sorts of weird questions.
I thought it was just me, feeling guilty.
He wants me to go away with him.
- Dave? - No. You know who!
- He wants us to run away together. - You're joking.
- What are you going to do? - I don't know.
What do you want to do?
- Excuse me! - Just a minute.
I want to go. Of course I want to go.
When I'm with Richard I feel like... I can be myself.
- I can be anything - So where's the problem?
- Any time at your convenience! - I'm coming!
It's everything else in my life that's the problem.
We've been invited to Bath on Saturday evening.
Tom and Elaine are having a party.
Sounds fabulous. What's this one in aid of?
It's not in aid of anything, it's dinner.
Well, much as it pains me, I'm not sure I'll be able to make it.
Why not?
I thought you were going to be around this weekend.
I may have to fly to Hamburg.
Rudi phoned.
The office build out there is already a month behind schedule.
Well, surely someone else can go in your place?
It's precisely because I relied on somebody else that we're behind.
Don't forget about the board meeting.
How could I forget? Highlight of my week.
What is wrong with you, Richard?
(Karen) Excuse me.
Could you help me, please?
(John) Karen Donnelly.
Do you remember when she asked me to get that envelope out of her car?
It must have had about 70, 80 pieces of paper.
The document must have been about that thick.
I was at her office yesterday and she had no privacy,
and I saw the printer working and it's slow.
So she couldn't have printed it off there
because she wouldn't have had the time.
Maybe she was on her own in the office.
She wasn't.
Her boss is a guy called Keith Fowler.
Now, he says he was there all morning.
He logs out at 3:14.
Forgets something. Logs back in almost immediately.
Goes up the stairs to collect it. Back down.
Logs back out at 3:27.
Giving Karen Donnelly the perfect opportunity to print it off.
She logs out exactly six minutes and 21 seconds after Keith,
so she wouldn't have had the time to print anything.
- She could have emailed it. - Yeah, that's possible.
- But my guess is that she downloaded it. - Why?
Well, do you remember, she was hurt and confused
and what was the thing that was most on her mind?
An envelope.
- The envelope. - The envelope contained one copy.
Just get my keys for me, please.
And the keys.
Might lead to another.
A CD, a disc?
Well, it makes sense.
Is that what you dragged me here to tell me?
No.
Jodie knows about us. She knows everything.
You told her?
No, I was going to, but she said she already knew.
How? We were so careful.
She said she always knew.
So?
You can buy me a drink.
(Door slams)
Karen Donnelly. Four keys.
Car key, Yale and a Chubb,
that'll be the front door, and one more.
Could be a drawer, jewellery box.
- Can I take those? - No.
But I probably won't notice if they go missing for a couple of days.
Thank you.
Do you mind if l, er, say something completely out of line?
- Go ahead. - About you and Ann.
On second thoughts, yes, I do mind.
Yeah, well, it's just that, erm, I've known her for a long time.
I don't want to see her hurt.
OK, I'll bear that in mind.
(Door shuts)
(Mobile ringing)
Tolin.
(Woman) I couldn't believe it when I heard the news.
Mr Norris had been coming here for about a year, and Simon liked him.
He was doing very well.
Not that he ever practises, of course.
- How well did you know him? - Not very.
He put up an advertisement in the newsagent.
- That's how we found him. - Did you get any references?
No.
Should I have?
Why are you asking?
I was just trying to find out a little more about him, Mrs Parker.
Erm, did he ever mention family or friends, anything like that?
He never mentioned any family.
But...I'm sure he once taught at Lime Park.
It's a school in Buckinghamshire. I knew someone who had a son there.
There was a piano teacher who sounded similar to him,
only his name was Morris, not Norris.
Thank you.
Hey.
Catch me at my best, why don't you?
- What are you doing here? - I've got something for you.
Eurostar, tomorrow.
Champagne bar 2:15.
That's half an hour before the train. You and me.
Tomorrow?
We can't just up and leave tomorrow.
Yes, we can.
You're married.
What is there to lose? You're not happy.
And nor am I unless I'm with you.
- OK. - OK?
- Yeah, OK. - We're going to do it?
Yeah, we're going to do it.
I brought you something else.
Oh, my God!
That's to make sure you're not late.
Wow.
Thank you.
I've been looking into this company, HDC Chemicals.
You're right, they do, they have contracts all over East Africa.
Herbicides. Fungicides.
But more significantly, given what I'm going to tell you, pesticides.
Now, these are government forces
practising the ancient art of ethnic cleansing against their own people.
This is to clear the land with the oil deposits.
But there are strong rumours that they may be using chemical weapons.
- Supplied by HDC? - It's not quite as easy as that.
For pesticides to be of use as a weapon, they would have to be super-enriched -
completely against international standards.
- OK, so what if they were? - They'd be lethal.
Do you think that's what Karen Donnelly found out?
HDC would need clearance to export the chemicals...
and that would need someone very high up in Whitehall.
I should tell you, John, that if Karen Donnelly had proof HDC were doing that...
That would be enough reason to kill her.
If. Who'd have thought one small word could cause so much trouble?
(Man and boys shouting)
(Whistle blows)
(Clock chiming)
Thank you.
(Man) Sidney Norris?
(Ann) You might have known him as Morris, but Norris is the name he was using.
I'm trying to trace his next of kin.
Yes, he...he worked here.
He wasn't married though, no family he ever mentioned.
But there's something else?
Miss Stallwood, I do not like to speak ill of the dead, but...
there was an incident while he worked here.
What kind of incident?
Well, there were two boys.
Two quite separate occasions
on which he behaved...inappropriately.
I don't think I need go into the details.
Mr Morris had the decency to resign,
thus avoiding any further investigation or...embarrassment.
Leaving him free to teach other children.
- Thank you for your time. - My pleasure.
Headmaster, forgive me,
but aren't we being a bit unfair on Mr Morris?
I mean, nothing was ever proved.
Well, we didn't investigate.
Well, perhaps we should have.
I mean, those two boys, they were spiteful little things
and they were very close to each other.
- I mean, there's always the possibility that... - Audrey.
- (Car starts) - It's water under the bridge,
and it makes no difference now.
(Brian) Hello?
Christine?
You OK, love? I brought you some flowers.
Sit down, Brian.
The police phoned me today.
The police? Why?
They were looking for you.
Well, they...they didn't come round to the shop.
I told them that you were away on business
and that you wouldn't be back till tomorrow.
Look, the police wouldn't be contacting us for no reason.
You know it and I know it.
I wanted to ask you first, before it's too late.
What did you do, Brian?
I didn't do anything.
Don't lie to me.
We've been married for 30 years
and in all that time we've had our problems, we have,
but the one thing we've always had is each other.
I want to know the truth.
- Turn this car round! - I can't.
- Turn it round! - For God's sake, Joyce!
(Tyres screech)
I'm not sorry she's dead.
Couldn't you see what she was doing to us? She was poisoning our marriage.
- She was my mother. - She was always complaining.
The food wasn't right. The room wasn't right.
We didn't have one day together from the moment she moved in.
- She was my mother! - I hated the way she treated you.
She was wearing you down.
I hardly recognise the woman I married.
What did you do, Brian?
I just wanted to show her the home. That's all.
What did you do?
(Tyres screech)
Oh, my God!
Are you all right? You shouldn't have grabbed hold of the steering wheel!
You nearly got us killed!
I couldn't take it any more.
Her voice.
You stupid, useless man!
- You're no good for anything. - Shut up!
You're no good for my girl. You're just stupid, stupid!
I'd saved her life and it still wasn't good enough.
- Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! - Shut up! Shut up!
- And I snapped. - Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
I took off her seat belt.
(Distant sirens)
(Sobs)
I thought, if I said it was undone...
no one would notice.
(Police radio)
(Man) Back in your cars, please.
Please can you help me?
- Are you one of the drivers? - Yes. It's my mother-in-law, she's hurt.
I didn't mean for it to happen, Christine, I swear.
But it did.
And you know, in a way...
..I'm glad.
Mr Tolin.
- What do you want? - I need to talk to you.
Get in the car.
(John) So how did you find me?
You were at the hospital and I got your address from the phone book.
What's your real name?
Ben. Ben Hickman.
Listen to me.
Karen Donnelly didn't kill herself.
I knew her. She never would have done that.
So?
They wanted her out of the way and now they're after me.
They're watching me.
They know where I live.
Who are you talking about?
HDC. The government. Ml6. What does it matter?
Look, you've got to help me.
How did you get yourself into this mess, Ben?
Do you work for HDC?
I used to.
I was in QC. Erm, quality control.
We were part of the company but we were independent.
So, what happened?
You might as well tell me, because I'm going to find out anyway.
I nicked some stuff, all right?
Drugs, but not what you're thinking. Erm, industrial stuff, to sell.
I needed the money.
They caught me and I got fired.
And then, let me guess.
You already knew that they were exporting super-enriched pesticides.
Yeah. They were using them as weapons and I was going to...
Expose them? That the plan?
Well, I couldn't get the evidence. That was the thing.
- So, I asked Karen... - You didn't ask her.
You're not a crusader. You pretended you were a journalist.
You read the articles that James Taylor wrote on East Africa,
and then you tricked Karen Donnelly into believing that you were him
and that you worked for the Guardian.
You got her to steal her boss's files
but you were never going to expose HDC...
because this is about money.
Karen.
A wee bit of payback for getting sacked.
What difference does it make? I was right, wasn't l?
Karen got the proof. She got the files.
She's dead...because of that.
Why did you choose me? Why not someone else?
Because of you.
Because she didn't know what she was getting into.
Yeah, well, now they're after me.
I know they are and I can prove it.
Please, listen, you've got to protect me.
You took advantage of a woman
that was braver and more well meaning than you'll ever be.
Where were you when she needed your help?
Sorry, pal. You're on your own.
Listen, they... they are going to kill me!
Look, I just came to you for help.
I'll pay for the coffee.
I've spoken to Rob.
He's going to be my best man.
I've told him to watch his mouth. You know what Rob's like.
He can be a bit of a filthy bugger.
- You all right? - Mm-hm.
You're not. What's up?
- I can't do this. - What?
The wedding, I can't do it.
What do you mean, you can't do it?
I mean, everything's booked, the registry, the pub.
We want different things.
What are you on about? I thought we wanted the same things - house, kids.
- There's someone else, isn't there? - We're different, you and me.
I went to the service station, you weren't there.
It wasn't Cindie's birthday.
The other night, you went out with someone else, didn't ya?
We want different things.
Just give me a straight answer, all right?
Yes. Yes, I went out with someone else.
I know I'm not good enough for you, all right? But I'm not rubbish.
I don't think that.
I know I don't always understand you, but I do love you.
I want you to be happy, Dave, and I can't make you happy.
You don't think that.
You think that I can't make you happy, but you've got to give me a chance.
You want to get married in a registry office
and I want to get married on a hillside in ltaly.
You want to celebrate in the local and I want to see the world.
That's not reality, that's just dreams.
Yes, but they're my dreams.
They're my dreams.
Have you seen my passport?
I can't find the damn thing anywhere.
The plane isn't ready, Richard.
The plane you were flying to Hamburg in. It's being refitted.
No, I'm, erm... I'm taking a charter.
BA.
That'll be why your secretary has booked you on the Eurostar. Two tickets.
I'm leaving.
For good. I'm leaving you, Angela.
Oh, yes.
Is this how you want us to spend the rest of our lives,
in this kind of dead existence?
You know, life is learning to breathe while everything around you
is trying to suffocate you, it's like seeing things.
What's her name?
Her name is Jane.
She's made me feel happier in a week than you have in 15 years.
And I take it your money has nothing to do with this sudden infatuation.
You don't know anything about her.
I don't need to, do l? I know you.
You've found some girl to pander to your whims
and all of a sudden the world looks rosier?
I think you've forgotten the board meeting.
(Richard) I'm leaving.
You don't have the guts.
I think you might have been right about Sidney.
I went to his old school. That said, nothing was proved.
I still haven't managed to get into the files on his computer,
so whatever it is, he took a lot of care.
(John) There he is. Edward Wilson.
Sidney's online friend.
Let's see what the two of them have been up to.
- Mr Wilson? - Yes.
I wonder if we could have a word with you.
I'm glad you're here.
I want to confess.
(John) OK. You've got our attention. What would you like to confess?
The downloads.
These downloads that you shared with Sidney Morris?
It was Norris. With an N.
What were they?
We got them from America.
(John) Could you just tell us what they showed?
Well...Star Trek mainly.
- What? - I thought you knew.
I thought that's why you were here.
- I'm sorry. You and Sidney... - Yeah.
We were fans of the show. Trekkies.
That's how we met. It was at a convention in Birmingham.
Look, I know you probably think it's pathetic, grown men and it's only TV,
but it was a hobby, going to conventions, collecting stuff, memorabilia.
I mean, take the scripts. It's actually a whole world.
Gene Roddenberry was a genius. He even created his own language.
So why were you so worried about the downloads?
Well, they're making a new film,
and there's this site where you can buy scenes, unedited, raw footage.
But they're always warning you,
you will get prosecuted if you're caught.
Sidney was always worried about
American lawyers knocking on his door.
I can show you, if you like...
I've got the downloads on here.
- What's that? - It was a present from Sid.
The computer's next door.
It's not the key.
It's the key fob.
It's the original file that Karen took from the office.
OK, wait a minute.
Wow.
But why are you giving me this? Isn't this evidence?
I only wish it was, but for a variety of reasons,
I can't use this document, it's useless to me,
but if I give it back to them, nobody's gonna find out anything at all.
Welcome to my world.
It seems like Karen pretty much put her life on the line, so this story should get told,
so it seems the least we can do for her.
You know, it may not work out the way you think.
I mean, these people are very good at shifting the blame,
covering their tracks.
We live in a culture that seems happy to accept that.
Well, I don't care.
Just...do what you can.
And thanks.
Afternoon, sir.
- Did you pick up my case? - It's in the back, sir.
- Let's hurry. I'm a bit late. - No problem.
Hello there. Are you ready to order?
- Oh, no, I'm all right, thanks. - OK.
- I am meeting someone though. - Sure.
(Radio)..gasworks. All traffic is using the southbound side.
(Horns honking)
Just here is fine.
You must be Jane.
Yeah.
Are you Angela?
There's no pleasant way to say this, so I won't even try.
My husband is a shit.
Gentlemen.
Apologies for my lateness.
Let's get down to it.
(Angela) You weren't the first, I'm afraid.
- No? - No.
I don't take pleasure in seeing people hurt,
but I'm always the one to pick up the pieces
and you might as well know.
The first was a cleaner from his office.
He took her to Scotland.
Then there was a waitress who got a weekend in Hamburg.
He likes them working class and he promises them the earth...
quite literally.
He's a fantasist.
Yeah, he is.
He fantasises about leaving you.
Actually, we both dream about leaving each other.
Anyway, there it is.
I don't know anything about you and as I say, I'm sorry.
Thanks.
You didn't really think he was serious, did you?
No. The tickets he bought were returns.
(Man) I refer you to page three.
Erm, as you can see, we're still waiting for final planning permission.
(Over speaker) The 1445 Eurostar service to Paris Gare du Nord
is now boarding at Platform 5.
L'Eurostar service à 14 heures 45
vers Paris Gare du Nord
est en cours d'embarquement à quai numéro cinq.
(Train whistle)
Ann, new job for you, North Circ last night.
- Two cars and a motorbike. - But...
We've spent long enough on the A12.
We know Sidney Norris lost his temper and lost control.
- We don't need any more. - We still don't know why.
We don't need to. We're not psychiatrists.
Look, I want you to wrap this one up and move on, OK?
OK.
(Buzzing)
Bloody wasp.
(Buzzing)
(Tyres screech)
For God's sake, Joyce!
You all right?
Yeah.
Is this weird?
- No, I'm glad you came. - Good.
So am l.
Harry Canwell came to see me the other day.
- You're joking. - No.
Wanted me to forgive him.
What did you do?
I nearly killed him.
Think I probably would have if Jodie hadn't been there.
She's amazing.
You know, when I think of everything that she's been through.
You know, she's going to university.
Yeah, moving on.
It's just that's the hardest part of a road accident.
- What? - Because it's so random.
And when it happens to you, to your family...
I don't know how you let that go.
No, I know.
It is hard, but maybe Jodie's got the right idea.
No, she kind of got me thinking.
You know, I never forgave anybody.
Not him, not me and not you.
Well, you can start with me.
Mike's moved me on.
A pile-up on the North Circular. Make a change from the A12.
(John) You know, I still can't believe it.
Those five people dead, all that misery, and all because of what?
(Ann) A wasp.
(John) I don't know why somebody didn't swat the bloody thing.
(Ann) Hmm.
Hiya.
Sorry!
Oh, er, hang on. Hang on a sec.
Yeah, that's it. Take your frustration out on a wasp!
Yeah, well, why should we be the only ones to suffer?
( Piano music playing)
(Siren)
(Dialogue silent)
(Siren)
(Siren fades away)